Chapter 1
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That’s not for me though, not any of it. My idea of a good time on a Saturday night involves me locking myself up in my apartment with loads and loads of take out meals, snacks and desserts, stuffing myself until I feel like I might bust. I enjoy pushing myself to the limit, seeing how much I can force down, making myself bigger, fuller and rounder.
As you can imagine, I have gotten to be quite fat.
My name is Jonah Ellis and I’m only thirty-three years old, but I’ve been doing this since I was twenty six. So the pounds have really stacked on during that time. After getting out of college and going to work on my own, achieving everything I’d wanted to achieve in terms of a career, I felt that there was only one thing missing in my life – I wanted to get fat.
Not just a little bit fat either. I’d been considered pudgy or chubby most of my life, but that wasn’t going to do it for me anymore. I wanted to get as big and fat as I possibly could while still maintaining some mobility. Whether it was four hundred pounds or a thousand pounds, I wanted to push myself to the point of being a near immobile blob and then just keep on going, basking in the glow of my own corpulence.
Does that sound crazy to you? I know it does to most people, which is why I share my innermost thoughts and desires about gaining weight with only the closest of friends whom I feel that I can trust implicitly not to judge me or put me down. My dream is that one day I will find someone, preferably a woman, who will not only understand and accept my desires, but will encourage me in every way to pursue my dreams and help me get as fat as possible.
As of yet I’ve not been able to meet that special someone. The closest I’ve come is my friend Alana from college. She’s a beautiful, full figured lady with big brown eyes, long dark hair and a gorgeous smile. When I met her I was seeing someone else, a girl named Giana that I’d been dating since high school. When Giana and I finally broke up in my third year of college, Alana had started seeing my friend Gregor. I was happy for them of course, but I always felt a sense of regret when it came to my relationship with Alana, like I had really missed my shot at something good.
From the day we met, Alana and I always got along like we’d known one another all of our lives. I felt as though I could tell her anything, and she was very open with me as well. The first time I told her about my desire to gain and get bigger, she didn’t quite get it. “So you mean that you actually want to get fatter?” she asked me, smiling at me as if she weren’t sure whether or not I was joking.
“Yes,” I said, “that’s exactly what I want.”
My gluttonous exploits have taken me from a modestly plump two hundred and forty-five pounds to a whopping four hundred and seventy pounds on my five-foot eleven inch frame. Of course, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to cross the quarter-ton threshold, and thanks to a fortuitously unexpected turn of events – I would find out what it would be like to cross that threshold sooner than I’d ever imagined.
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